Refuge

Here in the wreckage

The winter is hard

I sleep in the same clothes

That I drag through the mud

And if you ask me

Nothing's changed

There's nowhere else I can go

So I stay

We're writhing rats, we make beds in the straw

And then we build houses, paint our names on the door

And if you ask me again

Is this life?

I don't see I have a choice, but I still smile

Bide my time

I, who have no roots and nowhere to go

And as for the future, well, I really don't know

But if you ask me, I will nod

But if you ask me

Here I am

Here I am

My dear wife

And my children of God

The borders were already drawn for us

Hold on to life

Heal it's wretched return

Search for a place you can breathe again

It's not a crime

I'd love to see you again

Sometime soon

But will you give back to me now

What you stole?